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Abstract: The impossible relationship between love and spinning wheels (a poem)

2016/10/14 — Leave a comment

This shadorma came out of a dream I had this morning, in which I heard Don Henley sing the line I hid it to keep spinning the wheel. I started out writing a poem with that line (split into two lines), but it wasn’t working, so I started over, using the line purely as a reference.

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